What's in a life

What is in a life
that makes it worth living
How can we say we lived
What feeling one should have
what deeds he should accomplish
so that dead could find him content.

How much of importance
is being helpfull to others
true to yourself
man of your words
How to tell the difference
between moments spent in vain
and those that so much matter
What is to be considered greatest
fiercest passions
or the steady care
How to predict which moments
would have impact
on the steady course of this road
we all walk together
Which would be praised
and which condemned

There is no method
no means that exist
to tell that difference
All that now is
shall pass into shadow
All might would crumble
and palaces shall turn to dust
Same is the wind that blows
over kings and peasants

All joys and sorrow shall one day fade
Time would devour the memories
of our love
of our wars and struggles
What has a meaning worth fighting for
worth dying for
I have no answer for this question
Only sweet sadness that lingers
Like dust on ancient books
Stories long forgotten
Battles whos heroes and martyrs
no living man now remembers
But it seems to be a way of our world
that all things shall pass
So is the greater the meaning of the small
the underestimated and the regular
Like view from the window
and warm fire in cold winter nights.
Acceptance of your closest.
All rest is but dust on the harsh winds.